Empty Castle
Hosting a guestless ball
Blackened petals, wilted, forlorn
Gone beauty which once adorned
This rose, once blooming, now shorn
Adrift, disconnected, lost
Now knowing truly the cost
Of turning a marriage into a holocaust
This was supposed to be her castle
A place of light and joy, now harrowing
Servant's bell rope now but fraying tassel
Dusty mansion, hauntingly empty, echoing
Alone with memories she drifts to sleep
Reunited for a bit with a love once so deep
Dream dancing in a chandelier laden keep
Awakening amongst twisted sheets in cold bed
Tears glisten like morning dew on pillow shed
Prince Charming spirited away, a love not fed
His heart crushed, crown tarnished
His hopes for future now admonished
She had it all, but threw it away
Always wanted more, always her way
Prince Charming his castle abdicated
His princess bride no longer feted
Cinderella no longer dances at the ball
Guests no longer feast in her grand hall
Prince Charming searches for a new love
As Cinderella cries over flightless dove
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Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald is a 911 dispatcher of 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
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I love how this shows what actually happens after '...and they lived happily ever after'. It was very tragic yet your choice of words made it so beautiful. I hope you're doing well. You've been missing for quite some time.